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Okay so I wrote this story based from Cradle of Filth's song Nymphetamine...I was really inspired...and I put the lyrics in the story.. SO YEAH! PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!!!!!!!!!!!!!! domokun domokun domokun
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Nymphetamine
The black forest swayed in the wind; growing darker as I decended into it's bowels. The quiet wind whispered gently into my ear; crawling through my tangeled hair. My dreadlocks pattered against my cold leather dress. I sauntered slowly through the black chaos of this forest. Hopeing to find the one thing that mattered most...my lost love.
The moon creeped out from behind the dark clouds, lighting up my way. I braced a tree and looked for the ashen trail that would lead me to my love. Finally I spotted the path just beyond the next tree. I smiled happily once again. I haven't smiled once since I lost her. My happiness was returning to my body and consuming me once more.
She wandered through my mind and haunted my dreams. She was my disease; my addiction. She took hold of me and made me the man I once was before I lost her to the river. And through a red September I waited until she appeared to me in my slumber. Now, I will join her in hell and die upon her grave.

'Lead to the river
Midsumer, I waved
A V of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And through Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones.'

My heart fluttered as I darted for the path that would take me to my love. As I walked down the path, I picked dead lilacs and dried baby's breath to lay on her headstone. I could feel myself approaching her resting place. All the aching I felt when she was taken from me, is drifting away in the whistling wind. For my mind was set only on her memory.

'Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain...
So I swore to the razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again.'

She danced into my vision; clouding me with her beautiful face. Crystal blue eyes gazing into mine lovingly with crimson lips locked onto mine in a passionate kiss. Then wraping my fingers in her exceedingly long blonde hair, swaying down her back. I remember stroking her silky porcelain skin when she slept against my body in pure bliss. Her tempting me with forbidden fruits pressed to my lips, made my body tremble for her touch, her kisses, and her love.

'Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the binds of your lowliness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key.'

Suddenly I could hear a familiar melody growing closer as I reached the graveyard. When I arrived at the cemetary, there was a bed in the middle of the yard. The worn out canopy curtain swayed in the wind, hiding a figure lying lifeless on the matress. I tip-toed beside the canopy and reached for the curtain. The music suddenly stopped when I pulled back the shreaded cloth.
There lying motionless, was my dear love Jezebel. She stared up into my eyes, black tears stained to her Pale skin and the tattered sheets. "Jezebel!" I cried out to her. She smiled sweetly and sighed with relief.

'Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter...
Nymphetamine.
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, this vampyric addiction
To her alone in full submission
None better...
Nymphetamine.
Wracked with your charm
I am circled like prey
Back in the forest
Where whispers persuade
More sugar trails
More white lady laid
Than pillars of salt...'

"Dani my love. You have come for me at last." She exclaimed. She grasped my shoulders and seized my lips with hers once more. I raised her up off the bed and stood her on the cold ground. "Dance with me Dani?" She pleaded. "Of course I will Jezebel." I proclaimed and took her hand in mine; then set my other hand on her waist.

'Fold to my arms
Hold their mesmeric sway
And dance to the moon
As we did in those golden days.'

We danced together under the glowing moon; entranced by each others presence. Our lust for each other coursed through our bodies and into our mouths. Our loneliness that had enslaved us, was finally fading into nothing as we twirled around in the misty fog.

'Christening stars
I remember the way
We were needle and spoon
Mislaid in the burning hay.'

The melody I heard earlier returned to the quiet graveyard. It sounded so familiar that I could hum along with the tune. Jezebel smiled, "You recognize it my love?" I pondered for a moment. It was so unique that I could almost identify it.
"Yes, but I don't remember where it came from." I debated.
"It was the music box that you gave to me so long ago." She explained.
"But! How can it play without the key? I still have it!"

'Bared on you tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the bind of your holiness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key.'

She smiled sweetly, "I don't know my love...it plays on it's own. I still can't open it without your key." Astonished at this, I grabbed the key that hung heavily around my neck. I ran my thumb over the details engraved into the key. "Where is the box?" I asked. She turned and quickly tip-toed back to the canopy; her white tattered dress floated gracefully in the night air. She picked up the rusted music box and carried it gently over to me. Taking the box I smiled, "There's a suprise in here for you."
I put the key in the slot and turned it to the right. The lid popped up; I handed it back to her. She blinked in confusion. I circled around behind her, grabbing her hands and whispered, "Open it Jezebel." She lifted up the lid and the music started up again. A bright light jutted from the bottom. She stared deeply at it. "Dani it's..." She paused, "...beautiful!"
"A silver butterfly laid patiently in wait, until one day it could be released from inside it's tomb." I cooed. She reached into the box and gently eased the butterfly out. It slowly flapped it's wings; then remembering how to fly, it curved it's wings and fluttered away in the night. Leaving a trail of glistening dust.
Tears gracefully fell down her cheek. "What's wrong love?" I asked. She took a moment, "I love you, Dani." She cried into my shoulder. I held her close and stroked her back. "And I you dear Jezebel." I lifted her head up to face me. "And now I will join you my Jezebel." She narrowed her eyes, "What do you mean Dani?" I grinned wickedly. "I will join you in the after life." I implied. Her eyes widened, "No Dani, please! Hell is not a paradise!" She pleaded.

'Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter...
Nymphetamine.'

"I don't want to live without you!" I emphasized. "I want to be with you Jezebel." She feared for me, but I had already vowed to be with her forever. Death would not keep us apart anymore. "Jezebel, I want to be happy...Without you I was nothing." I paused, "Every day was tormenting for me. I haven't smiled until tonight. I don't want to be alone anymore." I sobbed.
She wrapped her arms around my neck. "Then my love...we live together in the other world." She sighed. I picked her up and carried her to the canopy. We embraced each other and shared one final kiss. I stroked her cheek with my thumb. "Do not fear for me my love." I murmured. "I will not Dani." She assured me.
She handed me a razor blade, then opened the music box once more. Taking the blade I grinned, "For you Jezebel." Finally I dragged the razor across my wrist. Then my other wrist; slicing deep into my veins. The blade glistened vermillion in the moonlight.
As I laid there dieing, I took one final breath and called out, "My nymphetamine girl." And slowly drifted into unconsciousness; dreaming of Jezebel as we decended into heaven together.

'Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, this vampyric addiction
To her alone in full submission
None better...
Nymphetamine.'