Angels and Humans

Would angels tear out there wings if they knew what it meant to be human? To love and long to be loved? Do they know what fear feels like? What comfort is?
Do they know how beautiful it is to feel every single emotion, to laugh and cry and scream?
Does touch mean anything to them? To hold the ones we love in our arms and feel their heart thrumming in our own chest?

Do they see how magnificent we are?

--
This piece was a simple idea that in the end became something much deeper for me. It grew a story, a personality of its own. I tried to capture the vulnerability of our flesh. The essence of being fragile, beautiful creatures. I want to explain more about this picture, but find my vocabulary insufficient and my descriptions unsatisfactory.

- I will admit that yes, I did do some photoshopping to remove my tattoos, but I felt it was necessary for the impact I wanted. I never said I was a purist when it came to photography.