let the heat fill the room,
bend the pictures off the wall,
they warp and twist and fade,
like leaves at the start of fall.

I'm stuck in your web,
filtered out like a fire so red.
let me pass through
and I'll follow you
into the land you've led.

float in the space,
blend with the tide.
come up for air,
make sure you're alive.

like a fish out of water,
I'm swallowing up the sand.

shine me off once you wear me down.
I'm used to the place between you and the ground.
My soul is bare, I come in a pair,
and you might just think I'll never be found.

hanging from the ferris wheel,
swinging in a cage blown by the westerly winds.
looking at the ground below,
seeing how the lights, they glow.
hold onto me as we descend back down,
plant our feet on the traveled ground,
and hope, that we'll be carried up again.

give me beauty without weight,
polish me with sand.
I want to be the spark that lights the day,
something intended but unplanned.

give me a mirror that reflects
only what I want to see.
I need to feel sufficient,
I need to be set free.

give me only these two things,
the need for comfort and control.
I'll promise that this world
will never seem more whole.