I wear no shoes, I need no road, I bob instead of carry loads. I sip the sea, I hum and float, I love to brag and gently gloat. From dock to dock, I cheer and boast, I taxi fish and people most.

Timeless golden vessel. Holy. Light. Proffered by ladies who hold parties.

To bind a newly weds to have an oath for everyone to see , this small trinket is what I am to be

I sit above your home but never touch the ground. I shield you from the rain, yet I’m not an umbrella. I’m found atop the Taj Mahal, but not on the Colosseum or the Great Wall of China. What am I?

Front and center, the face's lead, Smells abound, the scent I read, Tissue's call, when I bleed.