Answer:
Looks like water, but it's heat. Sits on sand, lays on concrete. A play on the eyes, but it's all lies.
I can be written, I can be spoken, I can be exposed, I can be broken.
There are two meanings to me. With one I may need to be broken, with the other I hold on. My favorite characteristic is my charming dimple.
You can tumble in it, roll in it, burn it, animal eat it. Used to cover floors, still used beyond stall doors. Freshens whatever it is placed on. Absorbs whatever is poured into it.
Hard to catch, easy to hold. Can't be seen, unless it's cold
What did the baby corn say to its mother?