Foam and the City by J. L. Young

We met in the city. The buildings high and the streets pulsed. In an instant, we were attracted to one another. Our stress eased as we danced. Danced we did for as long we could. For her constituents made it difficult for her to enjoy our much sought after embrace.

A wall began to form between us. We tried to hold onto each other, but it was beyond the strength of our bond. She became attracted to another and expanded voluminously climbing the buildings and engulfed them richly.

And in my moroseness, I gathered my kin and we pushed her from the city. I wanted her for my own. The air, the sebum, they couldn't have her. Gravity took us and pulled us together far from the city and country. The dark engulfed us and eternally we can live as one.