I make the same face as you, but I am not made of the same stuff as you. You might see me in front of you.

I have one lens, but see the world in two. I magnify, yet am not a telescope's view. I perch upon a face, a singular display, a sign of elegance, or perhaps a bygone day.

Sour and often times sweet, Sometimes, you'll find yourself in me. Other times, you'll take a bite, A tangy, tasty summer's delight.

Remove my first letter and I am a longing feeling. Remove my last and I make you dizzy. Remove both and I hold things together. All together, I provide support.

I travel by air, by touch, by faces I'm even online and in such secure places You can't get rid of me, I have long made my way into your very own DNA