The full lips parted and a narrow, tubular, dark purple tongue slid out and extended until its tip could probe into nostrils and ears, and delicately pick the sleepy-dust out of the corners of the golden eyes, and then withdrew.
2006 — Andrew Motion, In the Blood: A Memoir of My Childhood, David R. Godine (2007), →ISBN, page 159:
The two boys didn't interest me much — the older one, Simon, was so dozy he always had sleepy-dust in the corner of his eyes, […]