Some have one pair, some have two. I smell with no nose, taste with no mouth, touch with no hands, it's true! I'm in love with molecules, a most complex tool Stabilizer, a compass, temperature, what can't I do? Some use me to swim in the deep blue.

Something that directs your attention here, it's tactile and its purpose clear. Yet should this noun be in dispute, it can change to a verb for legal pursuit.

First I was water, and you were my muse, On warm, windless days you'd admire the views, And then I was mineral, metal or stone, With oil and flint, you were never alone

My first part sounds like a fake, my second like an ache, Though my spelling's wrong for both, for goodness' sake. I sparkle golden in a glass and make your spirits dance, Just make sure you get me from the right region of France.

I'm all around you, I'm sad to say. I'm now present even in games kid's play. I'm an addiction, an obsession, I'll lead you astray. To those who seek wealth, you'd best look away.