Your arms are water.
And you are free
With a ghastly freedom.
You are the beautiful half
Of a golden hurt
You remember and covet his mouth,
To touch, to whisper on.
Oh when to declare
Is certain Death!
Oh when to apprize
Is to mesmerize.
To see fall down, the Column of Gold,
Into the commonest ash.
Ash is caused by a raging fire, which symbolizes the love she felt for him. When something burns into ashes, it can’t be restored to it’s original form, though- just like their love. It went from something breathtaking to something as dead as ash. Now that this guy is no longer there to keep her fire burning, or to make her feel loved, she also feels as dead as ash. 

To be in love