I saw that girl

I saw that girl,the mysterious one Who roams in the corridors seen by none I saw that girl,the mysterious one I saw her walk past the doors Hair draped by sunshine, footsteps against the floor The touch so gentle as she picked up a book from the floor Her name became a mystery,her face seen by none I saw that girl,the mysterious one Step by step she walked past shelves,corridors empty and a dozen racks A voice drowned in sadness swept my ears as I looked back There she sat in a corner with her face in her lap I saw that girl,the mysterious one Picked up her book,wiping up her tears Face immersed in books,creating around her layer by layer The book she held became the book of a griever She was incandescently beautiful and beauty was the least of her Her eyes deep as a an abyss made me drown into her Hours flew,eyes met,hearts drowned,pains felt I fell in love with that girl,the mysterious one.