One.
There was a boy who's hands were like strawberries.
He showed her how to pick them at their ripest.
She cringed tasting the bitterness. Had she picked too soon?
Two.
She met a boy who's touch was as soft as clouds.
She felt them as he showed her the view from the sky.
She nestled in to them only to find they were water as she fell through.
Three.
She met a boy who flew in like a hurricane.
She put on her rain boots.
She played in the rain only to find that hurricanes were named after people for a reason.
Four.
She met a boy with hands and feet.
He removed her rain boots and sat her down in his grandfather's chair.
She gave him strawberries.
She showed him the view.
She built a shelter for the hurricanes.