Analysis of In Garden Shadows

Out in the amber summer afternoon
Just wandering about chrysanthemums
With parasol so like a pink balloon,
Her tiny mouth was sucking sugarplums.

Her dress of flowing lace, her misty hair
While floating down the garden path distill
the evening sunlight, now withdrawing, wear
The intermittent shadows at her will.

Then gently, but yet suddenly, the sheen
of garden lamps enwraps her parasol;
She hears my sigh behind an evergreen
As twilight, stiller than the shadows, fall.

Is it too late to risk the light's decline?
But then by her own words her night is mine.