the stars we're in position

Sat shyly holding hands The universe gazed down and smiled She'd spent hours on her hair He looked resplendent in his reebok whites No amount of acne or nerves Could make him feel any less than a king When he slipped his arms around her The little girl bloomed into a queen The stars were in position Hormones being fired from up above No one understands except that boy and girl Caught up in young love They talked of everything and nothing Waiting for her bus home to arrive Every time his jokes hit home She threw back her hair with a twinkle in her eye They kissed before the bus left She let him warm his hands inside her coat They promised more in signals and signs Of what was to come when they were next alone Too young to go to pubs Too old to stay with parents indoors They could brave the cold night air Or risk it on the squeaks of her bedroom floor With his jeans around his ankles Skirt crumpled round her waist Young love lost its innocence And real life got its first taste