Yevgeny Aleksandrovich Yevtushenko. (№ 386659)

When a man forty years
then it's time to impose a ban
to thirst for pleasures:
after all, if the flesh is not overcome,
hums, licking his lips, the flesh -
to eat a soul she managed.
And flesh, in General, go nuts,
when completely samplen you
as the false-Christ, lips.
One novel, another novel,
as a result, only fog
and naked women - in the bath.