Tybee, How Do I Love Thee?

I don’t know if the taste of salt came more from the sweat or the salt-water, 

but I am madly in love with Tybee Island. 

Yes, I’d marry it if I had the chance and live to a ripe old age. 

I'd swim in the waters of the Atlantic.

 Eat peanut-butter spread on bagels and carrots for lunch, 

watch the dolphins jump and read on the beach all day. 

I’d join the Tybee Historical Society and climb all 178 steps

 to the top of the lighthouse for exercise.

Then, go watch the dolphin's again.

Then, again, this is the first beach I've met this trip.

 I suppose it could be simply infatuation?

Perhaps I’ll wait until the next beach to commit for life....