Answer:
A leathery snake, with a stinging bite. I'll stay coiled up, unless I must fight.
I can be moved. I can be rolled. But nothing will I hold. I'm red and I'm blue, and I can be other colors too. Having no head, though similar in shape. I have no eyes - yet move all over the place.
Not born, but from a Mother's body drawn. I hang until half of me is gone. I sleep in a cave until I grow old. Then valued for my hardened gold.
When liquid splashes me, none seeps through. When I am moved a lot, liquid I spew. When I am hit, color I change. And color, I come in quite a range. What I cover is very complex, and I am very easy to flex.
Of no use to one, Bliss to two. Men lie for it. The baby’s right,
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?