nothing, you should regret, forget

"O Lovers, completed in
one another, I turn
to you to ask of us.
Is there certainty in your embraces?
Look at it this way...
my hands sometimes recognize each other
and offer sanctuary to my weary face.
This yields some slight sensation.
But what proof of existence is that?"

--Rilke, Excerpt from "The Second Elegy of The Duino Elegies"