Boat captains

he looks like he rows a boat. she looks like she rows a boat. they both must understand the terminology of sea travel. him with his hard calves. his khaki shorts. and her with her long ballerina stilts. Both of a handsome birth. Likely related in some way. Or at least sworn to one another by oil barrens at birth.
The cruelty of the world is that in their sex there is nothing. They are able bodied formations. Great aesthetic beacons. Yet they touch like molded plastics.
Her hair is a great sea water shape. Moving above and below the collar. He pays it no mind. Busy interpreting the message and meaning of tricks. They'll both die rich. Her frail body will give way to children. And the cycle will continue. Pure bred silver tongues from this future and beyond.