His chest was my rugged treasure
My electric realm
My robust bed
My forever flex
My crash-hot palace
My macho muscle mansion

My gangbuster galaxy
My immaculate mattress
My hypnotic fortress
My top-notch poem
My unprecedented nectar
My immortal masterpiece

He had me under his pec spell
Transfixed by his chest game
Eclipsed by his poetically appealing pecs
I bathed in the magic of his mantastic chest
Got lost in the macho art
Of his marble-bodied chest

Sank into his flame-lit
Power-forged torso throne
I inhaled the **** smell
Of his brick-solid chest
Wrecked by his top-shelf
Muscle-mapped chest