“She” is the title of the book for a reason. The lyrical hero is me, and at the same time, many other people. When I started writing any poem, I always saw in front of me the person I was addressing—real, concrete. On the other hand, while writing, I always imagined myself as someone, that is, I reincarnated myself into the character that helped me create. Thus, various collisions arose associated with the spring awakening of feelings and their approach to madness, happiness and suffering, the glow of the soul and deceit, a sunny outburst of love and betrayal, a heavenly impulse of the heart: and its devastation I dedicate the Book to the Stranger (that is, the one who wished to remain anonymous). Why to her? The fact is that most of these works were not intended for publication. I wrote for myself, expressing myself, having an intimate conversation with myself. And She convinced me to agree to their publication. And she not only convinced, but also made every effort (several times more than I did) to make this book see the light.