Answer:
Die without me, never thank me. Walk right through me, never feel me. Always watching, never speaking. Always lurking, never seen. What am I?
I am a small paradise surrounded by dryness and heat.
First I may be your servant's name; then your desires I may proclaim; And when your mortal life is over hold all your wealth within my power.
I twist and turn and leave a loop. What am I?
I can be cracked, made, told, and played. What am I?
Though not a plant, has leaves. Though not a beast, has spine. Though many wouldn't need this thing, It's more valuable than wine.