He had dusty brown hair darkened by sweat on his forehead.

He meant to kiss her lips and got a mouthful of dry, dusty hair instead.

The man wiped dusty black hair out of his eyes and shrugged.

The face was mostly hidden in dusty hair and tangled, matted beard.

She leaned over and kissed his dusty hair, felt him hugging her.

He rested his face a moment longer against her dusty hair.

He dropped his face against her lank, dusty hair, kissed it.

He reached back to ruffle her short cap of dusty blond hair.

He smoothed down his dusty brown hair and replaced the cap on his head.

The glory of the sky touched his dusty hair, and turned the thistle gold for a little while.