Oscar Wilde. Salome (№ 373549)

The moon today is so strange. Is not it strange? It is similar to the obstructed - obstructed on that is looking for a lover. And she's naked. She's completely naked. Clouds tend to cover her nakedness, but she won't let them. She puts herself in the sky naked. She wanders through the rows of clouds staggered, just a drunk woman... I'm sure she's looking for lovers.