You know I can’t get enough,
Can’t get enough of your love baby.
I saw, down at the koi pond, on a glorious day a male skink all bad and red-headed.
Not long after, I saw a female skink darting through the warm rocks.
I spent an hour, or more getting the waterfall to my liking.
I stacked, laid and rearranged rock to make shelves
and to use shapes and colors to please the eye.
On one blue rock, a bright blue, still small,
dragonfly perched and hunted, while on
the water, in the lilies, tiny damselflies
Imitated his movements in unison.
The water lilies had one bright white bloom and in their floating leaf-pads
I spied a yellow bud, full, bursting with promise for the morrow.
Under the duckweed orange and white goldfish darted.
In the duckweed a small life-like mallard floated,
not a decoy, but just a whimsical accent
under the shade of redbud umbrella
and towering crepe myrtle screen
with a bamboo backdrop to
the water tumbling down.
You know I can’t get enough
Can’t get enough of this life baby…
Can’t get enough of your love baby.
I saw, down at the koi pond, on a glorious day a male skink all bad and red-headed.
Not long after, I saw a female skink darting through the warm rocks.
I spent an hour, or more getting the waterfall to my liking.
I stacked, laid and rearranged rock to make shelves
and to use shapes and colors to please the eye.
On one blue rock, a bright blue, still small,
dragonfly perched and hunted, while on
the water, in the lilies, tiny damselflies
Imitated his movements in unison.
The water lilies had one bright white bloom and in their floating leaf-pads
I spied a yellow bud, full, bursting with promise for the morrow.
Under the duckweed orange and white goldfish darted.
In the duckweed a small life-like mallard floated,
not a decoy, but just a whimsical accent
under the shade of redbud umbrella
and towering crepe myrtle screen
with a bamboo backdrop to
the water tumbling down.
You know I can’t get enough
Can’t get enough of this life baby…
