#TheSaturdaySymphony – This Jolly Beggar

A Perfect Romance

“Am I loved?” she asked wonderingly,
throwing back hair, sultry under silken shawl
scrutinizing her groomed shimmering form.
He walked glancingly past a mirror
then stopped to take a more admiring look.
“Darling?” Reluctantly she turned from
her reflection against the dark sky;
he tore himself from his dashing figure.
“How asinine, dear heart,” he ejaculated.
“To love oneself is most divine!”
Embracing by mirror and window
they stood, idols with eyes of glass.

Jude's The Saturday Symphony #14: "Romance" 
Sammi's Weekend Writing Prompt: use "Asinine" in prose or poem with exactly 74 words
Cyranny's Word of the Day Challenge: "sultry"

Autumn Approach

The late heather blooms
In wild array, scent chill fogs
Fall’s breeze, through mists, bogs
Take hold of moors, mount the heights,
Stay, watch summer’s sweet demise.

Image attribution: wikipedia
Written for Jude's The Saturday Symphony #13:"Rhythm of Autumn" 
-- Let us go retro this week and share a thought on the season, with rhyme and flow.
Sammi's Weekend Writing Prompt: Using the word "Heather" write prose or poem in exactly 27 words