It is a dance of giants, a kiss between galaxies,
a union of stardust that has desired each other
since the first glow of time.
Andromeda…
Those who see you, get lost.
Those who feel you, dream.
And those who love you, understand:
true love knows no distance,
only destiny.
a union of stardust that has desired each other
since the first glow of time.
Andromeda…
Those who see you, get lost.
Those who feel you, dream.
And those who love you, understand:
true love knows no distance,
only destiny.
June 25, 2025 at 7:42 PM
It is a dance of giants, a kiss between galaxies,
a union of stardust that has desired each other
since the first glow of time.
Andromeda…
Those who see you, get lost.
Those who feel you, dream.
And those who love you, understand:
true love knows no distance,
only destiny.
a union of stardust that has desired each other
since the first glow of time.
Andromeda…
Those who see you, get lost.
Those who feel you, dream.
And those who love you, understand:
true love knows no distance,
only destiny.
And one day, she will come. Slowly, but inevitably —
she will cross space to meet the Milky Way,
as if the cosmos itself were writing her love story.
It is not a collision. It is an encounter.
she will cross space to meet the Milky Way,
as if the cosmos itself were writing her love story.
It is not a collision. It is an encounter.
June 25, 2025 at 7:42 PM
And one day, she will come. Slowly, but inevitably —
she will cross space to meet the Milky Way,
as if the cosmos itself were writing her love story.
It is not a collision. It is an encounter.
she will cross space to meet the Milky Way,
as if the cosmos itself were writing her love story.
It is not a collision. It is an encounter.
Even millions of light years away, her glow spans the ages,
touching retinas and hearts with the same warmth as a sigh.
Her spiral arms stretch out like unspoken promises,
soft curves that embrace the void with tenderness.
touching retinas and hearts with the same warmth as a sigh.
Her spiral arms stretch out like unspoken promises,
soft curves that embrace the void with tenderness.
June 25, 2025 at 7:42 PM
Even millions of light years away, her glow spans the ages,
touching retinas and hearts with the same warmth as a sigh.
Her spiral arms stretch out like unspoken promises,
soft curves that embrace the void with tenderness.
touching retinas and hearts with the same warmth as a sigh.
Her spiral arms stretch out like unspoken promises,
soft curves that embrace the void with tenderness.
She dances in the veil of infinity, wrapped in light and silence.
It is not just a galaxy — it is a whisper of the universe,
a distant reminder that even stars fall in love.
Andromeda, the beautiful prisoner of the sky,
chained not by monsters, but by the gravity of time.
It is not just a galaxy — it is a whisper of the universe,
a distant reminder that even stars fall in love.
Andromeda, the beautiful prisoner of the sky,
chained not by monsters, but by the gravity of time.
June 25, 2025 at 7:42 PM
She dances in the veil of infinity, wrapped in light and silence.
It is not just a galaxy — it is a whisper of the universe,
a distant reminder that even stars fall in love.
Andromeda, the beautiful prisoner of the sky,
chained not by monsters, but by the gravity of time.
It is not just a galaxy — it is a whisper of the universe,
a distant reminder that even stars fall in love.
Andromeda, the beautiful prisoner of the sky,
chained not by monsters, but by the gravity of time.
Not leaving here anytime soon, Lord knows how bad it was for my mental health, that’s why I love bluesky for, to me it’s all art and peace
October 10, 2024 at 7:57 AM
Not leaving here anytime soon, Lord knows how bad it was for my mental health, that’s why I love bluesky for, to me it’s all art and peace