I am not Going to Tell You

Christian Berard

On the Beach (double self portrait)

I am Not Going to Tell You

I am not going to tell you

that I want to be the sand

that caresses your naked feet,

or the rays of the sun that fall joyfully

to further goldenthe fine honey that is your skin,

or the water that embraces you with her foam

or the wind that kisses you

and stirs your hair.

I only want to ask that you do not allow

the kiss and the caress

of sand and waves,

of light and of air,

to destroy the traces of what is mine

or your memory of me, a presence

which follows you, silently, inevitably.

~ Ángel Augier ~