Where Does This Tenderness Come From?
by Marina Tsvetaeva
Where does this tenderness come from?
These are not the first curls I
have stroked slowly
and lips I have known are darker than yours
as stars rise often and go out again
where does this tenderness come from?
so many eyes have risen and died out
in front of these eyes of mine.
And yet no such song
have I heard in the darkness of night before,
where does this tenderness come from?
here, on the ribs of the singer.
Where does this tenderness come from?
And what shall I do with it,
sly singer just passing by?
Your lashes are...longer than anyone's.
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