Fairhaired

[…] my blood was a sack of sand / flung at my heart / once was this fairheaded woman / with skin like velvet […]

At another point in the ride he saw a fairhaired woman. She turned, and he realized that it was Alicia in a headscarf.

She was a fairhaired woman, plain of feature, and the look on her face now was one of some bafflement.