if we were molded by the elements

earth signs:

earthquake tremors run up their limbs while they yearn and ache, a crystalized sternum protects their cavernous chest,  love and hard work erodes their fingers, a mamga heart pumps lava into the cracks of sedimentary skin, sapphirine eyes glimmer.. delicately shrouded in mossy hair

water signs:

mysterious eyes embodying a tempestuous pool of waves wish upon the moon, the pitter-pattering of their heart is the rattling of pearls, lost ships and loves stab their chest, hurricanes visit their mind, long eely hair electrifies the night, shells adorn their shimmering skin

fire signs:

smoke circles their body and floats above their incandescent skin.. daring you to touch it, sparks pop in their lips, a soft glow shines where their pulsing heart lays, blazes beneath their ribs radiate warmth for all to enjoy, smoldering coal eyes flicker, forest-fire tempers destroy everything in their path

air signs:

sun rays stream through their skin, clouds surround their head, singing birds perch upon their arms, everchanging wind whips inside their mind, they possess a voice that echoes daintily and breath that could push a boulder out of the way, as they walk they seem to float off the ground

12th Doctor Night Cap... The Smolder Baby, the Smolder

I’ve had some Moscow Mules and I have a desire to see some 12th Doctor Smolder and since I love to share the wealth here is some for all of us to enjoy.

I do love some smolder before bed.  If anyone else has some more smolder to share, please share.  As I wait I think I will have another Moscow Mule

Nighty Night and Kissy Kiss My Dear Followers

Short Fiction: Day One

Why is that baby on fire? She certainly doesn’t seem to be enjoying it, writhing in her smoldering car seat on the floor next to her mother’s left leg. The flames work their way up her little onesie and consume her face, a screeching ball of fire. Black smoke twirls to the ceiling and expands across the waiting room. Her mother is oblivious, nose deep in a book with a handsome man on the cover, his naked chest glimmering with sweat. I should do something. Jesus, why is no one doing anything? Call the police. Unstrap the poor melting infant and run her to the bathroom. Douse her with water. Save her! How does this office not have a sprinkler system?

Of course, this could be another one of my hallucinations, the exact reason I’m waiting to see my doctor. That’s probably it. My doctor is testing me; he set all this up to see if I’m taking my meds. That asshole. Everyone here is being paid to sit silently, faking ignorance, waiting for me to snap. Grabbing a stranger’s baby and running off to the bathroom would surely be enough to finally put me away. That’s exactly what they want. But how the hell are they simulating the smell of burning flesh? The flames are so real; the smoke is burning my eyes.

Say I’m not hallucinating, then what? What if all these people have gone crazy or are just too absorbed in their fashion magazines to notice? I might literally be this child’s only chance, and every second I spend deliberating inside my stupid head is another second this little girl will never get back, one second closer to never tasting the ocean, never dancing at her high school prom with the boy who asked her out four times before she finally gave in. How could I live with myself?

I stand up and walk out of the office, letting the sunshine remind me that the world contains seven billion people, and I am not responsible for a single one of them.


Alex at The Late Show with Stephen Colbert (June 20, 2016, NYC).

Sources:  Originals:

1. JustJared.com

2. colbertlateshow instagram & twitter (x)(x):

I. “Alexander Skarsgård blessed us with his beautiful face last night.”

II. “That one time when Alexander Skarsgård snuck in to #LSSC as @TameImpala’s roadie.” (x)

III. “Last Night’s Classy Photo: Alexander Skarsgård enjoys a quiet smolder before taking the #LSSC stage #LNCP.” (x)

12th Doctor Late morning Cuppa...The Smolder

So it is an hour and half later and I still haven’t started my cleaning…I guess I should begin now since I’m teaching this afternoon….But first I’m going to enjoy some smolder with my last few gulps of tea.

I think I’m the queen of procrastination today. (Sigh) love the smolder