Brian spent much of his college years and a great deal of time after that in Italy where he had a great many friends. There is no Italian equivalent of the name Brian and so his friends dubbed him, Briano (to make it sound more Italian). So, there is only one "Briano," and he was utterly unique. He painted a self-portrait of himself with his "side-kicks," the cabana-boys, Eros and Thanatos looking over his shoulder and influencing his every action. He spoke of them often on the various e-lists. The handsome knees refer to his Roman soldier costume that he wore alternately with his Catholic priest garb to events like PantheaCon—both of which would have lent themselves well to a little friendly BDSM.
I thought I should add the proper spacings to the prayer to help make it a little clearer.
PRAYER TO SANTO BRIANO
Santo Briano, full of Grace,
To bring a blush to the Oracle’s face,
Tie us up in leather and lace.
Lying in the lap of Eros,
Surrendering to Thanatos,
You whom the gods hold close,
Guide us in wearing wisdom’s glove,
Look down on us from above,
Lead us to the door of love.
Living in a house of trees,
Tempting Mephistopheles,
Possessor of the handsome knees,
Delight in beauty, joy in pain,
Pour your blessings down like rain.
Santo Briano, tie me up again!
(And bless our oracular ejaculations!)