Call your name 'cross the field You have a sprinter in your blood I am jealous of your wide nose And long legs Summer bronzed your back Turned a wild eye to your scorn Called you reckless as you laugh Through golden teeth She longs for the sun to lie her down Feel the short grass on her back Hoist her knees and take her loving Burn the wanting from her breast Call your name 'cross the field You have a fever on your brow Let your belly swell And shape you as the moon Call me to gaze To curse your skin and call you old Saw your round ass wav And named you as you were She longs for the sun to lie her down Feel the short grass on her back Hoist her knees and take her loving Burn the wanting from her breast