Like Barley in the Wind

She smiles
Like angels do
Beaming brighter than the moon
Those jewels for eyes, they
Gleam under the faint flicker of a candle

She laughs
Like children do
She sways,
Like barley in the wind
And I melt under that gaze
Like the butter on the side plate

She speaks
Like goddesses do
Full of verve and light and buoyancy
Each word a pearl to swallow

She moves
Like angels do
She's a season
Sitting right in front of me