Analysis of Written in a mid-Autumn

The fantasy is at its haze & I'm being invaded
The trees are discharging the blessings in gold.
No blooming flower, nor its freshest state
Nor the Spring at thrice can ever be displaced!
'Twere the Autumn, my spirit ran to be captive
The Fall, let cognize the loving hatred in joy.
The leaves relieve & let believes me in flee,
Your majesty, let me be in love trussed in your web!
All my rifts have crept by your entrance, oh Fall!
Each trice of yours, let my spirit be in love.
When the leaves dance in a breeze, all at once,
After playing the saddest song, a euphoric Autumn enters my life.
O Autumn! Invade & take me to the darkest point of yours,
In this melancholic world, my soul doesn't breathe at calmest!
When blue devils conquer me, you embrace me in your tightest arms,
If I'm a lover like others, then why can't I decamp?