GARY COOPER STILL IN MY SKY YOU
died fifty years ago today the first man I fell in love.
The first time I saw him on television, it was summer, The Heat entered the houses with fury, fierce competition from the air conditioner now becomes an outcast. Down blinds medium potentiated the intense blue of his eyes. On the minimum gap the heat became stronger and was to stick on the lips of Gary. Noticed and let others also we did, took forever to take off those parched lips the warmth of my house and your west. As I did I was falling in love. I was four.
The first time I saw him on television, it was summer, The Heat entered the houses with fury, fierce competition from the air conditioner now becomes an outcast. Down blinds medium potentiated the intense blue of his eyes. On the minimum gap the heat became stronger and was to stick on the lips of Gary. Noticed and let others also we did, took forever to take off those parched lips the warmth of my house and your west. As I did I was falling in love. I was four.
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