Posted on 31 December, 2020 by thebestnchic Ebb by Edna St. Vincent Millay I know what my heart is like Since your love died: It is like a hollow ledge Holding a little pool Left there by the tide, A little tepid pool, Drying inward from the edge. Share this:TwitterFacebookMoreLinkedInRedditTumblrPinterestWhatsApp Related Post navigationPrevious post: Doubt No More That OberonNext post: Kin to Sorrow