Smile...a taste of....

Yesterday's silence 
today she speaks of only happiness
knowing 
it would be kept
only to her Lips
for her heart does not weep 
of her taste....
now she must go back
in time to 
understand if loving him was just a colour black
or a blossom scent in fantasies 

She opened her purse 
And realized 
what it really was
for the
$$$$$ were looking up at her 
satisfied.

did you miss me...well did you?