children of the earth.

She laughs and I am filled with an ancient clarity.
She's the one. 
No blood in my eyes, no blood on her face.
She's the one.
The one who was taken.
The one who left.
The twin born by fission.
She'll die in fusion, our fusion, cold fusion, unlimited power, unlimited knowledge, the secrets she must hold, the memories that we shared but are now forgotten, the words to complete the sentence that I began, "I am ...!"