Too little, Too late, Too much

One's Black and the white,
filled with genuine and natured feels,
the other a ball of mysterious dimensions,
Each a step further from one another,
One gets warm and beautiful dreamy surrealism,
the other tunnels through the dark side of man-kind,
When combined together,
the ultimate mix of cocktail with punch,
You can never have both though,
cause its like durians with beer,
you die from anxiety,
the beautiful homogeneous concoction.