(translation of this poem - http://stihi.ru/2011/10/23/3460)
There is a thing that's called platonic love -
It is exalted virginal romance.
Plato left us a precept not by chance
To love the way that rises us above.
But I do love not by platonic means!
The thoughts of you are with me all the night
And in daytime they keep haunting my mind.
So passionate and fervent are my dreams...
I'm thinking of your skin - so soft and smooth...
I look at you with such an ardent gaze
And realize true meaning of the phrase:
"Plato's my friend - but greatest friend is truth!"
16 Dec. 2013