Ilya Kaminsky - Where does such tenderness come from? lyrics

Where does such tenderness come from? These aren't the first curls I've wound around my finger— I've kissed lips darker than yours. The sky is washed and dark (Where does such tenderness come from?) Other eyes have known and shifted away from my eyes. But I've never heard words like this in the night (Where does such tenderness come from?) with my head on your chest, rest. Where does this tenderness come from? And what will I do with it? Young stranger, poet, wandering through town, you and your eyelashes—longer than anyone's.