Je ne suis plus jaloux

May we – you surely – dance eternally
Ankle and back injuries aside now certainly
Recall our lopsided disco twosome
Inevitable one-sided show – the spotlight always on you
Too little rhythm – me stumbling in the dark
Radiant you stuns beneath the mirrored ball
Always turning heads – ill sont jaloux
Versed well in French then, too
Now you must teach my tongue
Another language – to touch you
Nearing you – to speak with some spirit