He flexed, and I was treading on air
Lost in the extraordinary dreaminess
Of his majestic pec paradise
Time-trapped in his man-chest magic

I was enraptured by his manstastic masterpiece
Of badass boss beef
His pecs hit different
His bounce had me under his man magic spell
Stuck in his dreamy chest dimension

I was craving him like crazy
To be bound to his playground
Of insurmountable power
Junked up on his whole **** muscle construction

Pec-possessed, pec-blissed
Irrevocably boy-wrecked
And love-slammed by his
Gangbuster powerhouse hunkiness

His pecs were my thirst trap drug
My embraceable space to savor
I was so **** pec-punch-drunk
Gay-brained to the max
Hankering to taste his pectacular thunder majesty
Climb every square inch of his chest sanctuary