Is your smile composite? It fills the cavities in my day.
If kisses burned calories, we'd be shredded together.
Do you have fluoride? Because you strengthen my weak spots.
I’d trade my last molar for one night of your smile.
Call me a retainer—I want to stick around for your smile.
Are you a toothbrush? Because I want to start and end every morning with you.
You must be a hygienist because you just cleaned up my act.
My heart needs scaling—care to take it into your capable hands?
I must be a kettlebell, because I'm swinging for you.
Is your name Cardio? Because you take my breath away.
Are you a crown? Because you make my life royal.
I’d take any extraction if it means losing my fear for your love.
I’d cross the dental floss of life with you.
My heart has sensitivity—only you can desensitize it.
I train abs but you just gave me a six-pack of feelings.
I don't need a muzzle; your eyes say I can speak freely.
You handle exotic animals—how adventurous are you on dates?
Are we in a clinic? Because sparks are being sterilized between us.
I’d cancel my next appointment just to take you out.
Call me a probe—I want to explore your heart.
If hearts were collars, I'd wear yours proudly.
You’re like a perfect bite—everything aligns.
Can I book a spa day? I want to be groomed by your kindness.
Your touch is gentler than a kitten's paw.
I don’t need whitening—your presence brightens my day.
Are you an X-ray? Because you see right through my defenses.
Let me be the fluoride to your enamel—protecting you always.
Baby, forget anesthesia—I want to feel every second with you.
Are you a deadlift? Because you just lifted my standards.
You’re the only plaque I’d let linger.
