In a world of colors, she stood so bright,
A girl who vanished, like a fleeting light.
She absquatulated, left me in the shade,
A memory of her, in my heart, won't fade.

Her laughter was music, her smile, pure grace,
In her absence, I search for a trace.
In the realm of love, she was a queen,
But now she's gone, like a dream unseen.

Though she absconded, I still hold her close,
In the verses of this poem, love composes.
Her name whispered by the wind's gentle plea,
The girl who absquatulated, yet lingers in me.

© FABIAN