Red sandstone and marble buildings,

Glowing rosy in the late afternoon sun.

The round patina green roofs,

Shinning brightly,

Singing sweetly when

the afternoon rain falls.

Streets of lazy water,

Gondolas glidfing over

Crystal clear glass water.

Lovers secret bridges

Arching iver the canals

Of the city below.

Crepe myrtels bowing gracefully

Over the canals,

As the cinnamon scented wind

Dances over the sleepy canals.

String lights lit above,

Open pergolas as the

Gaily dressed people walk below.