Not the Only One

Based on the Casanova Ways of Signor Picasso

The ballerina was beautiful to behold,
He had noticed her dancing,
She noticed him noticing,
No words were needed to be told.

She was his muse,
The only one he painted.
His hand she soon accepted,
Happily married – said the news.

Change however he couldn’t manage.
Parenthood was a bit too much,
The baby & mother were left in a lurch.
Sweet Marie became the new challenge.

She was his sunshine girl,
The only one he painted,
His words she blindly accepted,
And the world saw their passion unfurl.

When the ballerina heard,
Depression became desperation,
Her cries made her eyes swollen,
A nervous breakdown she suffered.

Meanwhile he found his new muse,
"The woman in tears" he called her,
Not caring on how to make her happier,
He painted the relics of her abuse.

Marie couldnt love again,
She contemplated suicide,
Indeed she hung until she died,
She no more sufferred any pain.

She was his "woman in tears,"
Not the only one he painted,
this, like the others, she never accepted,
thus they sufferred all those years.