On Cement Steps

I like this very much, Kie, especially the imagery. I can see and feel the poem quite vividly (indeed, brings back an experience of my own).

Love this, paints a very sweet and vivid picture. I'm enjoying reading it over and over

I've come back to read this several times and each time I come away with a lovely mental image of young lovers on the beach (a fave image in my head anyway) but the "sports bra" line just seems to really chase me out of the scene - it makes the narrator sound juvenile even though he's obviously much older - or maybe it's something else about that image... admittedly I thought the line before it (clinging clothes) might lead to a half remembered nipple or a fleeting glimpse of freckled flesh? Not to nit or pick, just a mention. Still, thought I should share my thoughts and again, I do enjoy the poem, so thanks!!