Autumn Empress

Autumn Empress

She smelled like opium
Danced like its cinders
Swift like its smoke
Intoxicating as the ashes

A crown of orange
Leaves cascaded
And paraded
Like aurorae

She swirled in the air
Fell everywhere
Carried legends with
The wind that shifts

She made things die
But it was beautiful
The only thing to ever
Grant most gorgeous deaths

The empress is here to stay
But for three quarters
Will be sequestered away
Always there, ever-watching
Waiting for the
Leaves
To start
Dropping

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