<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6377569017191672694</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:52:19.861-08:00</updated><category term='ecstasy'/><category term='Passion'/><category term='climax.'/><title type='text'>Reminiscent</title><subtitle type='html'>Story Telling Reminiscent Worthy Events.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-reminiscent.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6377569017191672694/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-reminiscent.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>A.L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03655429939437977297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6377569017191672694.post-5357278425541640157</id><published>2009-12-15T00:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T00:10:01.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Release, Relax, Run.</title><content type='html'>[Audio] - Release, relax, elevate, run.&lt;div&gt;[Sound] - Distant, extend, exposure, come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Truth] - Lies, deceit, fiction, false.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6377569017191672694-5357278425541640157?l=al-reminiscent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-reminiscent.blogspot.com/feeds/5357278425541640157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-reminiscent.blogspot.com/2009/12/release-relax-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6377569017191672694/posts/default/5357278425541640157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6377569017191672694/posts/default/5357278425541640157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-reminiscent.blogspot.com/2009/12/release-relax-run.html' title='Release, Relax, Run.'/><author><name>A.L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03655429939437977297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6377569017191672694.post-7530004491728114513</id><published>2009-12-15T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T00:06:02.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loathe, Love, Fleeting.</title><content type='html'>[To] loathe and love reminiscing, &lt;div&gt;capture and mislay past,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;live and lose present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summary of beginning and end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6377569017191672694-7530004491728114513?l=al-reminiscent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-reminiscent.blogspot.com/feeds/7530004491728114513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-reminiscent.blogspot.com/2009/12/loathe-love-fleeting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6377569017191672694/posts/default/7530004491728114513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6377569017191672694/posts/default/7530004491728114513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-reminiscent.blogspot.com/2009/12/loathe-love-fleeting.html' title='Loathe, Love, Fleeting.'/><author><name>A.L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03655429939437977297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6377569017191672694.post-5536409399892707307</id><published>2009-03-06T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:52:00.035-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ecstasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='climax.'/><title type='text'>739.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;739.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Numbers from a cell-phone keypad that spell the word -Sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sex. a Brilliant ritual that makes even the most tepid being an active sensual one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Imagine a night filled room with rays of light spilling from a plasma.  A nearby alarm clock radio emits a dark-contrast red that reads 2:35A, two lovers lay side by side on a queen-sized bed.  The television on mute, the man places his arms around his sleeping lover who breathes softly. His hand navigates softly up and down the sides of her naked body as he becomes electrified by his love for her.  He positions himself closer to his heart, wrapping his body around hers. He turns her around and places his other hand behind her head as he moves closer to kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Her body resting, eyes shut, in the bed of her lover's, faced opposite as he gazes at the television.  Her mind drifting off into dreams of ecstasy as she feels a warm hand reach beneath her loosely fitted nightshirt. She hears breathing down the spine of her back as her body turns to face his.  Eyes still shut, she feels his hand reach behind her head as his breathing stops, his eyes penetrate through her eyelids, and his warm lips meet hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Locked in an embrace, she feels his love grow into her. A sound emits from her as she sighs with feeling.  Still sleeping, she unconsciously lets him position himself above her. Waking up she opens her eyes to his, his smile radiates with love.  As she starts to gain consciousness she gives into him, making the love they both seek, feel, and desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She awakes as he positions himself above her. Her eyes widen while she groans with each push that he exerts into her. More blood rushes to the point of penetration as he slowly enters in and exits out of her. He feels her body spasms each time he touches her point of euphoria. Energy exertion after another she livens up to gain control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thrust after thrust, she can no longer restrain herself. She gains the reins as both their bodies rotate one-hundred-eighty degrees.  On top she looks down at his passion filled face as she soon expects the end.  She slows down to feel the pulsating ecstasy make its way from the core to the tip. His body stiffens slightly, grabs her hips, stares into her eyes and releases his love into her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love has been made as it will continue to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In the morning they will wake, rejuvenated and in embrace. Smiling with each other's hand in place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6377569017191672694-5536409399892707307?l=al-reminiscent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-reminiscent.blogspot.com/feeds/5536409399892707307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-reminiscent.blogspot.com/2009/03/739.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6377569017191672694/posts/default/5536409399892707307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6377569017191672694/posts/default/5536409399892707307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-reminiscent.blogspot.com/2009/03/739.html' title='739.'/><author><name>A.L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03655429939437977297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
