Pure Party My False I Make me O body of paradise anxious from my eternity Your sex is of my beloved sophistication O my good sense of my vulgar sonnet Your place is my lonely eye I am a navigator Interpretation of my end mature mature to the Sufi and the heart of your heart My ignorance is my ignorance of any problem Your dust in the earth I am the dust of the air The glorious and the pure of you. I am In the first verse of my end interpretation Your mature to the Sufi and your heart my problem I am unaware of my cure for any problem The soil of your earth in the air The glorious and the pure of me.
