Heated Exchanges Poem by Theorem The Truth Serum

I like your dark hair, eyes
Amongst the shadows, covered
By each other's arms, for now,
Away from harm; soakin' you in charm.
Smilin' in an audible rain of giggles;
I make you squirm with my nibbles.
Feel my loud heart beat, it echoes
Through my skin and swims through yours
Like a dorsel fin in a sea of heated exchanges.
I don't wanna rearrange this, can this last forever?
Because my heart is soft for you,
Doesn't mean I'm soft all the way through.
Just means I can't take my eyes off of you.