QuietEye

It’s now 
in silence 
it’s simple 
but before 
in furies
raging rhetoric 
when words
flew by
as quickly 
as cards
from the 
hands of 
an amateur 
magician stinging 
smoldering burning 
when chips 
were pushed 
and bet
all or
nothing we
paused and 
then flew 
into onto 
each other 
and rage
became passion
became calm 
finally found 
in the 
quiet eye