in praise of Emilo...
my angel/demon child
from peru's jungle far below the canopy...
reaching the mountainous peeks with ruins of past civilizations.
they write me in soft whispered dreams...

if it weren't their voice falling upon my ears...
i wouldn't know but it's TRUE!
we breath in each other's breath...

it is the life which is set upon us by the fates
i eat the angel's ass...
i suck the demon's cock...
i impel the angel
i m impelled by the demon
who's prehensile tail reaches around my waist
and firmly my gonads then squeezes at the final release.
i think i just might fall in love...so choose to stay or flee...
either will be in naught
ofr i like icuras will take wing...
and m now flying into their sweet embrace.
12/2006