Soft music
   like the colour crimson
that smells sweet and cloying
ruffles and rustles the leaves of the trees
that grow at the edge of the circular property.
Silk webs grace the corners
   with silken spiders adorning the gossamer strands
that whistles a guttural, crimson tune.
The desert air is hard to breathe
   it smothers every thing,
and purple smothers the crimson wind
   that smells sweet and cloying
and fogs the yellow.