I am the only thing on Earth that can be miles long but still just the a little part of a much larger story. I am a mountain that prefers to swim, yet I am made of what makes others sink. I can crush a giant made of steel, but I’ll eventually vanish into the very place I call home. What am I?

I slow things down, a thick embrace, often discussed in a hazy space. What am I?

Fill me up and turn me on You'll know when things are getting hot Because I'll start to sing my song Then you can drain what I have got

I am not seen for what I am, yet I define what you appear. I am born whole, but never stay the same. What am I?

To eat me one must first undress me. Spin me around until I'm nude, then lick my top till my head you consume. If you want a spongey treat, then my body you will eat.