God of Gold

Tall, 6 foot one, easily
golden hair, cropped short
draping over well rounded head,
not like other heads, knobby or pointy
but smoothly curved
and just the right angles.
Eyebrows perfectly curved
over bluegreen eyes.
Eyes of depth and clarity
eyes that smile when angry
and shine springlike in passion.
smooth, baby-smooth skin,
slightly tinged by the sun
smelling of clean lust.
That nose, the nose you hate,
straight, but not severely so,
not to long, or large.
Your worst feature? maybe
but it is still perfection.
Lips, I know lips and yours...
Well, your are heaven.
full, soft, sharply defined
at their elegant edges.
covering and exposing teeth
during your frequent smiles.
White, gleaming, porcelain teeth.
The chin, smooth, with roman lines
blending gently with jaw,
covered lightly with second day beard
light, goldish brown, when grown in.
Neck, strong, moves to shoulders
equally strong, surprisingly wide.
Shoulders which could be out of place,
if it were not for the well kept arms
bugling with taught, smooth muscle.
forarms ripple neath dark brown hair.
Hands, oh god those beautiful hands,
large, hard yet soft, gentle and willfull.
You keep them well, despite your labor.
the callouses feel right on those hands.
Your shoulder, arms, fit perfectly,
and blessedly, so does your chest.
Broad, full, hard, gently pelted.
A chest made of hard work, real work.
Gyms? Hell no, Nature and toil.
I love the way your nipples peak
in a breeze, or arousal.
I glory and the feel of those buds
and the enthusiasm you show
when being played with.
Hard stomach, to match that chest.
Dark hair in a line from sternum
to naval, and down to groin.
the path to glory you say...
the path to ecstacy...
Your back, equal to your front,
hard muscle, supple in movement,
narrowing at waist,
flowing to sloping ass,
tight, hard, smooth, delicious ass.
Thighs and calves, and beautiful feet.
who would have thought feet beautiful?
Never I, until seeing yours.
and what of that most precious treat?
follow legs up, or hair down
I end at the center of the world
that fabulous cock, surrounded,
by neatly clipped down.
Balls so gently shaved
full, large, soft and warm
the shaft lengthening
at my close inspection
straight, with slight upward curve
Too small you tell me.
Ha! Most would be happy with 8 inches.
Gently holding you,
feeling your pulse,your heat, your power,
Veins, visible but not grotesque,
the ring of your circumcision
the gentle curves where head meets root,
Your scent, oh god, your intoxicating scent
I press my face close, breath deep,
smell you, feel you, hear your low moan.
Closing my eyes, pressed into you,
I glory in my fate, to be loved by you,
my creation of perfection,
my God of Gold.