Answer:
What can't you see, hear or feel, until its too late. What shadows love, and shopkeepers hate?
Late afternoons I often bathe. I'll soak in water piping hot. My essence goes through. My see through clothes. Used up am I - I've gone to pot.
Craig died in Florida. Shortly after, Tracy died at sea. Nobody mourned, In fact, everyone was absolutely delighted. Why?
What gets wetter as it dries?
Runs smoother than any rhyme, loves to fall but cannot climb.
You use it between your head and your toes, the more it works the thinner it grows.