I come twice a year to balance the Earth's extremes. I rule the longest day for some, and the longest night for their counterparts. What am I?

Not for dessert That i will assert Where camels linger And scorpions flash their stingers

In the openness of this space I was called ever expansive and wide

You get pizza from a Pizzeria. You get tacos from a Taqueria. Where do Hamburgers live?

I arrive with the sun's fierce embrace, I make the asphalt shimmer and race, A silent, oppressive, suffocating space.