Pretty
she sits and waits
eyes cast about longing
pink tip of tongue traces her lips
eager

Behind
my back I hold the prize she seeks
Is it bacon or beef
What’s my secret
Good Dog

My first try at a mirror cinquain or any cinquain for that matter. It may stink, but it was fun. The idea was born out of this week’s prompt and the coffee-house espresso shot. I’m not sure it really fits Nate’s idea at all, just what came to me.