Answer:
Lovely and round, I shine with pale light, Grown in the darkness, a lady’s delight.
The more I dry, the wetter I get. What am I?
You do not want me when you don’t have me, but when you have me you don’t want to lose me.
I am a box who holds keys but not locks. With the right combination I may unlock your soul
I am there when you sit, but gone when you stand. What am I?
I flow from the Homer’s mouth when he sees doughnuts.