love letter

He loved a girl and loved her more than the spring would love a rain. He felt more complete on getting a glimpse of her than a river would feel on reaching an ocean. Ocean it was, his love for her and still he couldn't express his feelings in three simple words.
I wrote this love letter on his behalf to be conveyed to his object of affection although it never reached her and the person in question is still in sufferance.

Gone r the Days of my freedom
Now I m your slave -
at least in soul.
the Romeos today face stiff competition
As I m bowled over and in your complete fascination
Nothing of the sort had happened before
to me and I was happy to be sane and sure.
Your, but one glimpse has left me breathless.
Your memories take up my full night
And a great part of the day.
It isn't for your looks
that I have fallen this time,
It is something much beyond that -
Something unworldly I feel about you.

It is not physical -
this love I mean.
It has more to do with the soul.
I renounce, hence -
I am yours
But will you be mine?
I love thee
But will thou shower thy love on me?
O my goddess;
Just say yes;
Even a nod will do fine
I m ready to wait till the doomsday
But I will certainly prefer if it comes today
Your reply I mean.