In hues of blue and shades of green,
A canvas lay, a world unseen.
A beauty lost, a stroke misplaced,
An abstraction that time erased.
Amidst the curves and gentle lines,
Lies a tale of forgotten designs.
Of art and grace, a feminine touch,
A masterpiece that we loved so much.
But time, it took its toll,
As colors faded and lines unrolled.
The abstraction, it lost its way,
A beauty lost, a world in disarray.
Yet, in the stillness of the night,
You can hear its faint whispers and its light.
The colors, they still dance and play,
A lost abstraction, but not gone away.
For in our hearts, it still lives on,
A piece of art that will never be gone.
A feminine touch, a masterpiece so rare,
A lost abstraction, forever held dear.