1-10

1 day stood crying,
when 2 towers died...
but my heart's creation
neither falls nor collides...

3 summers stay hot,
& 4 winters polar...
but my senses burn,
as this soul grows more solar...

5 fruits r sweet,
& 6 even sweeter....
but this touch is candy,
& my taste never bitter...

7 doves shine,
& 8 angels gleam...
but my pledges are brighter,
& my love more supreme ...

9 + a million kisses,
& 10 X's a billion hugs...
to a virtuous princess,
who I yearn more than drugs.