I cup my balls this morning, so cool to my touch, so closed still, my eyes,

I cupped my balls this morning Squeezed them just to feel them To be sure they were still mine Still there, a pair, a reassure For sure to be man , to be firm cool to my touch, eyes waking up day light that sun blaze bright eyes blink close too much raw natural Nature outside burst in! Day started and laying here I am half here half in a dream a coze warm on my back, cool on my neck feet warm one bent other curved the covers and me partially under cover and part cool kool, too, me being feeling hum bum sum so here so now so stark my fart a ripple of three repeats like a military gun salute, to make it known my entrance trance me my life my being my feeling so even blurry eyed so connected so interested curious even in my own natural morning fog of the choice to rise to cup my balls all over again, hold them in my right hand that so now types one finger my screen a finger hand preen early exer cise size prize what's today plan A B C D whee, spree glee? A catastrophy a conquest gest!?

time to play ball really!