The Shadow of a Rainbow's Compromise/Disappointing Dylan Thomas

I awoke one Morning still in My malaise

Having just dreamt of a reverie inside a maze

Romancing rainbows with a paramours gaze

As words so often require rephrase

The ubiquitous feeling of being alive

And the natural beauty from which it's derived

Through sired intent or that which is inscribed

With tears of those who silently cry

A monotone smile on a lively face

One that all but the sullen embrace

That which won't be usurped or replaced

Though reflected upon when time's no longer traced

The solace of a shadow's compromise

Secrets of an overt disguise

Each time I look into Your eyes

To see where I would wish to die

A butterfly mirrors the words that We choose

Brittle and fragile,as though meant for a muse

The dichotomy of a benevolent ruse

That leave the self assured among us confused

A random breeze on a deliberate Night

It's illuminant brilliance providing its light

Floating on clouds as would a sprite

Exploding as would a meteorite 

As effervescence eclipses depression

And disinterst surpasses obsession

Destruction outweighs invention 

And free thinking supersedes convention

The aforementioned paramour

Who'll be recalled in time of yore

That whom the jealous may abhor

As beauty's what it's spoken for

As a baladeer croons a song

Smooth as to set one's thoughts upon

The pen with which it's initially drawn

Awakens to it's final dawn

To a Welshman's dismay,I must go gently 

Into that good night,serene and friendly

I now conclude these rhymes aplenty

Having,to My last breath,done so contently