ingredients inside of me, beneath my skin, of my internal matter

I like the texture it gives to things from the smallest (imperceptible particles) to the greatest accumulation of what can still be defined as dust. But only from the perspective of my external skin and never my open wounds, exposed organs, eyes, mouth, ears, or any of the other rather vulnerable parts of my body. You must protect yourself from this. Dangerous little evils. Even more so when rock climbing, hiking through the mountains, or driving at considerable speeds along dusty roads. Having experienced all of these, I can confidently declare how this is one of my top ten enemies among the earthly elements. I could appreciate its texture, its presence, and its ability to settle upon almost everything with warmth and open arms, but I would very much prefer to keep it outside my bodily boundaries, thanks.