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You arrive with a smile that captivates,
Autumn in the footsteps of summer,
and with furtive glance you extend
with love both your hands.
Though you dye the sky yellow
and the leaves fall in dance,
each step you take brings with it
the scent of a gentle balance.
The whisper of the wind caresses,
in your step, the echo of the eternal,
painting landscapes of nostalgia,
like a golden and tender canvas.
The evenings are dressed in gold and fire,
the shadows lengthen with devotion,
and in every corner you feel the playfulness
of your arms, guarding emotion.