Dog in the Heat
Shane McCord
Your face is flowering on the field
As the cement of our habits dissolves
Change the shirt to be a new shape,
Some form of free
Dog in the Heat
You're in the heat
Out in the heat
A hand rests on liquid to swim through the current
To taste the nectar
And as the beauty fleets
The times of fruit become a spec in the rearview
As we're
Out in the Heat
You're in the heat
Out in the heat
I recall the color purple
Dancing through your hair
And those eyes of delight
You'd so often wear
Out in the heat