Pablo

Olga was the dancer

with a sore foot;

the painter wanted her Russian smile

but that wasn't the only thing he took.

there was a male child

which they shared

and a blond mistress

for which he cared

when his penis was in her mouth;

he acted as the Spanish bull

and gave her penetration

when he'd push and pull

on the summer shores of the Med

or coastal France.

Olga watched the flowers grow

but could no longer dance.

there were many friends and drinks

and fancy costumed balls;

they dressed up as a couple many times

but he kept building walls

between them

with shades of blue and red and black

on stretched canvas where his prized reputation

mostly hung intact.