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.