Her presence, My Tranquility

There is Something novel about her, Something quite unfamiliar.
She's cloudy and uncertain but spreads a sense of serenity.
The price of her presence was my level of sobriety.
 Chaos, a Hidden Beauty.
Her tender delicacies, concealed by an untamed storm at the sea.
Her impulsive cravings yearn for a heart to love and feel compassionate towards.
Her cravings reserved for someone simply worthy.
A child of the cosmos, star dust spread in her eyes,
she was the queen in the skies.
And her presence?
It's what kept me at my tranquility.