To Briana:

Logic and love are like water and oil,

Water lasts, while oil can spoil,

Well together, they do not mix,

Love can be broke, logic can not fix.

If logic is gone, love can be a disaster.

And lost forever there after.

Each time you try to stir them

Unpredictable, often pretty pattern,

Never the same,

And never lame.

Balanced just right,

Day and night

foundation of logic will hold the oil above,

your water shouldn’t evaporate from love.

Out of balance, logic floats away,

Your mind going astray

When you finally come down,

The oil is drown.

One cannot exist on water or oil alone.