Someone nervous but hopeful speaks directly to a person they like, working up the courage to ask for more and more. The poem is built as a series of questions. Each one begins with "do you mind," and each one raises the stakes: first a kiss, then a hug, then love itself. The speaker is clearly frustrated with their own fear in the opening lines, yet the polite, almost joking tone suggests they're trying to stay light so a rejection won't hurt as much.
The mood is shy, playful and a little breathless. Parenthetical asides and casual phrases like "I swear to god" make it sound like a confession spoken out loud. By the last stanza the permission-asking falls away. The speaker admits it's already too late to stop, because they "fell hard and fell fast." The questions were never really about whether the feeling is allowed. They're a way of saying it exists.