Black Sugar: Poetry and Innermost Thoughts

By Zakiya Raines

Black Sugar: Poetry and Innermost thoughts is a compilation of poems and personal thoughts. It is a book made for thinking and feeling. Read a poem a day, or the entire book. Black Sugar was made with the idea of small bites of creative consumption in mind. It is a book of love and the human experience for on-the-go reading.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Zakiya Raines
• Release date: Dec 11, 2022
• ISBN: 9798215557600

Zakiya Raines

Hi, I am a highly creative person who enjoys making things. I love painting, writing, cooking, organic gardening and seeing and doing new things. To me, a book is a way to travel to another time and place. I looked for books with interracial romance at the core, with unfolding and realistic storylines, and struggled to find them. It's why I decided to write realistic, romantic suspense with a buildup of concupiscence over time. I like a natural progression between a man and woman, leading to trust and unleashed desires. I grew up in New York City and really enjoy city life, and all of its conveniences. I also love being in nature and escaping the city to relax. I love all animals and insects, and randomly, I love the smell of art shops and stationery stores. I hope you enjoy my books. I also enjoy feedback on my works, you can reach me on my website. :) It's my name dot com ;) Thanks for supporting me :)

Book preview

Dream Realm

After I closed my eyes

I flew to a place

It was a hotel

It was a museum

In the middle of the ocean

On 5th avenue

The sidewalks were made of rare jewels and diamonds

I went to a gala

Everyone was there.

I danced in a white dress

My body was beautiful

I was alone and blissful

I woke up

Then fell back to reality

I opened my eyes to the sunrise,

And I bumped my head on the truth.

The pain made me lay back down,

With tears in my eyes,

I drifted off back to sleep

I flew

Just to be with you

Again.

On my back

Lying on my back,

Watching a star.

I think of you

Videos before bed

I can’t sleep

I creep into my secret drawer

My hands creep past my navel

You are all I can think of

Bursts of fantasy tremor through my avatar

Unfortunately

I am starving

simply imagining steak will never be enough

to satiate me.

I must have you.

Play

Trousers slumped on the floor.

My boots are still zipped.

Undressed yourself like a tornado.

Wait.

I want to see a show.

Broadway is closed.

But it’s open tonight.

Peepshows shutdown in Times Square.

Give me a peep

Here in your living room.

Show

Me how you like it

When you are alone

Show

Me what you want.

Play

Perform for me.

Stroke.

Show

Me what I am getting into.

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