Sheltered warmth is guarded by distant skylight,
I'm still cold, teased by promiscuous heat,
Perceiving the spectator behind the glass,
They watch; I watch,
Curiosity of the topside, wonders of the interior,
in sync; separately naive,
Forever an acknowledged lack of knowledge,
No promise to safety, I cannot refrain from eagerness,
They cannot cease skepticism, my every move anticipated; helpless,
The head freelances inevitable question,
Blank expressions silently misgive either side,
Goosebumps polish the skin; endearment of blind salutation,
Porthole of judment.