I am the dust rippling the air
To be seen, to be heard, to be noticed.
To conquer, to own, to grasp.
The highest peaks and
The lowest valleys.
I want the stars to miss me when I'm not there
I want the oceans to eat fire for me
I want to leave to make everyone sad
I want the remembrance to flood them, engulf them, enclose them
I want to haunt the homes where people live
I want to lurk around
I want to possess warmth
To burn people at their fingertips.