Florence on the Elbe, Dresden in Bloom.

They gave the city a name,

one so graciously given
the residents get to live in eternal splendor.
Within the old town quarters.
Tales of Saxony ensues ever after. 

Civilizations bloom and wilt,
Dynasties rise and fall.
Stories after stories are told.

Dresden resembles that of a benign aristocrat.
By Lady Elbe's cordial invite.
Tempted by two bona fide friends with foreign titles
"Semperope and Zwinger", you say?
It's an invitation I shall humbly accept.

Shall I ride the sweet current of the Elbe,
surrender to the great unknown.
Perhaps the mere sight of this Baroque beauty
Could mend my sorrowful heart.
and quench my insatiable soul.