Fahrenheit

In fabled land where Fahrenheit takes reign,

There dwelt a lass named AOI, so bright,

Beneath the veil of sun's relentless pain,

In neon sprawl that quivers in the night.

Her skin was painted with the summer's blush,

Her eyes held depths of winter's cold disdain,

She moved like cherry blossoms in the hush,

Of whispering winds that kissed the barren plain.

Each digit on the scale of Fahrenheit,

Told tales of her as seasons waxed and waned.

She danced through warmth, through coldness took her flight,

In courage's cloak, her spirit unrestrained.

From spring's first bloom to autumn's golden sheen,

In each degree her life was drawn and seen.

Where blazes sun, her laughter would resound,

In summer's heat, her joy was truly found.

When mercury dipped low, she'd weave her dreams,

In winter's quiet, found her mind's extremes.

She traced the path of blazing solar arcs,

Beneath the moon, she danced in shadows dark.

For every Fahrenheit's fiery spark,

Lit mirrored flames within AOI's heart.

She danced in joy, she wept in sorrow's night,

AOI, the child of Fahrenheit.

Her tale spun in the spectrum of the heat,

From icy chill to summer's fervent beat.

Each measure of Fahrenheit did repeat,

The story of her life, bittersweet.

So danced she in the face of searing light,

AOI, the child of Fahrenheit.

Through all life’s shifts, her spirit burning bright,

Held warmth and cold in exquisite birthright.

By Fahrenheit's command, she took her flight,

AOI, the soul of day and night.