Your On My Nerves

You're on my nerves—oh, what a thrill, Firing signals, giving me chills.

Sensations rush like ocean waves, Wired to you in endless ways.

You're on my nerves—hopefully so, You make me tingle, make me glow. Sensations rush, they ebb and flow, Like currents down my spinal road.

Thirty-one pairs, a perfect design, From head to toe, your touch aligns. Cervical, thoracic, lumbar too, Sacral, coccygeal—just for you.

Oh, Optic Nerve Two—I see you, Your smile's a spark, a perfect view. Trigeminal Five, you touch my face, I feel your love in every place.

Olfactory One, your scent's divine, Vestibulocochlear Eight, our voices entwine. Glossopharyngeal Nine, your kiss so sweet, Tasting love—oh, what a treat.

Rocket launch, count it down, Five, four, three, two, one—profound! Winning numbers, they align, Eight, twelve, five, five, one—it's divine!