sleep, but don't touch

From the first night I slept with my husband (my dear, sweet, and handsome husband) I was unable to sleep a wink if he was touching me. I wonder, do normal people spend the entire night wrapped around eachother? Because I certainly can not. Sleep has never come easy to me, since I was little I was up at the crack of dawn, and I have to pee atleast 3 times and talk to the various characters in my head (yeah, you know you have characters in your head too) for at least thirty minutes before drifting off to sleep. This is only prolonged if that blessed man is touching me (insert sigh of exasperation here).
And so there is a process, and as we settle in for the night, it begins like this. First my blessed husband lays on his back, and I throw his right arm out to the side and begin to pull my self as close as humanly possible along his side. He turns to face me, with me in the crook of his.. armpit (?), and wraps his left hand around my lower back. Automatically, my leg comes up and wraps around his (his is never over mine, there are just some things I won't do in bed). With my nose snuggled into his neck I breath deeply, he doesn't smell like anything in specific, not cologne or shampoo or his place of employment... he just smells like him.. the way he's smelled for the 13 years I've been snuggling into his neck... but I digress... and the day begins to melt... He is a compulsive petter, normally his hands stroke my back as we lay entwined. Its funny how even the smallest strokes he makes over my skin hypnotize me, til I'm in a deeply relaxed state when my mouth just wants to hang open. Normally, this is where people fall asleep. Nope, i can not, no matter how hard i try. And so I lay there, for a respectable five minutes, so at least he doesn't feel like I'm just using him for his body. Then, the next step is to get out of that once snuggly armpit to free my neck. And so I begin to lean to the left, and we start becoming unentwined. I sit up a little, and he knows this means to get his left arm over on his side of the bed. So there we lay, now both on our backs, and we hold hands.. fingers wound together, my side completely against his side, and my left leg, over his right. And so we lay there, for maybe another respectable 5 minutes. He knows that at this point in the night, I'm just in it for the warmth. His side is against mine, and pulling away would cause a noticeable heat absence. And its nice, and warm, and cuddly... but he's still touching me.. alot... And so I remove my leg from his, and I let go of his hand. I still have to lay there for the warmth though. So I try to stay still, still our sides aligned and touching, but there are no appendages committed to holding one another any more.  Until finally, i can take it no more, and like pulling off a band aid, I turn on my left side, back away from him... This is normally when you'll hear from him, "you done with me?"... and of course, I am. But always, always, the last thing I hear before sleeping, is: "Good night baby, I love you" and from me "I love you too". And so after this twenty minutes of arranging and rearranging, i am warmed by his sweet words, and I drift off to sleep... just as long as he doesn't touch me.