A glimpse in your eyes is all it takes for the madness to begin, and for all the love that’s within my heart, to be yours, My love! A glimpse in your eyes is all it takes! For discovering the treasures of owning the pleasure to be with you, My love, A glimpse in your eyes is all it takes! Don’t sleep, don’t dream, Don’t weep, don’t scream, There’s a universe hidden, My love, in those wet dreamy eyes, and, a glimpse...
Seasons turn, yet their rhythm never falters. The rains arrive when they must, the sun blazes in its time, and winter winds whisper their quiet chill. So too with this blog—its name carries a deliberate flaw, a gentle reminder that mistakes are part of us, often unnoticed, sometimes beautiful. Let this one be the sweetest slip of all: where Ameet becomes a myth, and myths find their faith. That's "Ameethyst"—born of imperfection, yet gleaming all the more for it.