Acrostic

V ritable love story, idyllic and platonic,
E ntre nice Paul and nice Veronica.
R egardant haphazardly, sat at the bar of the sideboard of the gar ,
O ubliant my appointments, my eyes crossed the pretty look
Still not daring to approach him, I was only him eying
I maginant what could, once in the train, arrive at us
Q ui would have believed, that one Friday, I would have also quickly betrayed myself
U not time hired dialogue, I could move back any more
E t in the course of time, a loving complicity brought closer to us

V oil all what happens to me, I disembark from the other bank
E t I forget my nice age, I refuse to turn over a new leaf
R egrettant the good old time, where they are my twenty years
O my nice delightful prince hides you him, finally,
N ostalgique, me to me fed on music, pretty and magical
I mprovisant the acrostic I am addicted of him, my doe
Q ui understands my feelings, the spring is tempting
U N heart derives, a mind capsizes, where is the good bank
E t happiness takes off and flies off with these nice words.

V oil that I am any thing, because a nice thing has just happened to me! I dare? Too bad
E nivrante, incredible! It is my imagination? An appearance? A vision? yes?
R elle and concrete! What a joy! What a happiness! The nice Doctor and at my hour, also!
O h, oh, Doctor! Collusive broad grin; Miss here is in the arms for the small pecks.
N ullement was surprised, it nevertheless slimmed well but it is always ausi nice and pretty
I nvitant the cousin in her gallant company, simply, he is my such a mischievous mate
Q uelle emotion-temptation, my heart beat the chamade, my hands left in walk
U not time they encor , had been, me savoured this such a delightful instant, with a beer
E t as it is possible to determine it, I did not change, I either I am not resentful