Should This Poem Go in the Book?

Hey all-

I have a favor to ask today. As many of you know, over 2+ years ago, I reached a real crisis point in my struggle with pornography. It was undermining everything I valued and destroying my marriage. On February 16, 2010, God met me in a unique way and began a process of healing in my life that continues to this day. At that time, I wrote a poem for my wife that expressed the emotions I was feeling, and communicated a vision of what needed to happen.

Here is that poem. What I would like to know is: should the poem go in the book? Is it "publishable"?
Please vote in the comments below! Thanks-

My Beauty and My Beast

One day my beauty and I went out

               And spread a blanket beneath the trees

Our minds were set upon one task

To spend the day in love’s blissful ease

My beauty laid her head upon my arm

               And rested in peaceful security there.

I gazed deeply into her loving eyes

               As I gently stroked her golden hair.

But our idyllic scene was broken by

               The sudden shaking of a bush so near

Bursting out from behind this leaf

               Came a beast to inspire great fear

My beauty cowered in my shadow

               Fearing the worst to come

But in bravado I comforted her,

               “Don’t worry, I know this one.”

For indeed, this lustful animal was mine,

               Who tracked with me day and night

“I can handle him, so be at peace

               There’s no reason for such fright.”

So over I went to reason

               With our uninvited guest

I conjured and cajoled with him

               Till he went away to rest.

I returned to my beauty’s side

               There in our peaceful glade

Unaware that on her chest

               A deep cut my beast had made

For time on end, this scene

               Predictably played over and over

Each time inflicting a deeper wound

               Near the heart of my true lover

But blind I was to the pain it caused

               Until at last she began to weep

“I’m perishing” she cried,

               “At the cruel hands of your beast.”

And there she wilted in my arms

               Alas her strength was spent

I cried out in anguish to the Heavens

               My own heart was finally rent.

And then the gracious One

               Who is wise beyond all measure

Came unseen and laid a sword

               Silently there upon the heather

I grasped it firm and strode

               To where my beast must again appear

And when he did I boldly cried,

               “Beast your end is near!”

How cunningly he softly sang

               That it didn’t have to be this way

Just let him be, he begged of me,

               And promised to stay at bay

But with one more glance at the wounds of my beauty

               I knew that I could delay no more

I plunged the sword deep into the heart of my beast

               And pierced him to the core.

In agony and screams of death,

               My beast crumpled at my feet

As at that moment a voice began to sing

               Gently, softly, perfectly and sweet

It was freedom’s song finally loosed

               From chains within my heart

I lifted up my voice in chorus,

               Singing, My God, how great thou art.

And back I turned to my beauty there,

               Still lying at death’s door

I held her tight and looked to Heaven

               Pleading for mercy once more.

Then in astonishment I watched the wounds

               Which had covered her gracious form

Begin to fade and disappear

               And her skin began to warm

Her eyes she opened in new found love

               Gazing up at me

“Is he gone?” she asked

               “Can we finally be free?”

“Forever, my beauty” I said to her

               “The battle at last is won.

You and I shall ever be

               Joyful dancers beneath a clear sun.”

One day my beauty and I went out

               And spread a blanket beneath the trees

And at last we knew that we were free

To spend the day in love’s blissful ease

 (NJS, February 18, 2010)