Even if the yearning for the beloved were to affect her health by causing her anguish, Sasui would continue to yearn for him. No doubt she intimately enjoyed the society of Punhoo (for some time), but the intensity of her love has not abated a bit on that account. The fact of the matter is that the more you drink at this particular ferry (of love), the more thirsty you feel.
عشق مارا کئے بود غایت پدید
حسنِ جاناں چوں ندارد غایتی

How can my love be limited when the beauty of the beloved has no limit?

Love has tortured Sasui, yet she longs for it,
Insatiate is she, though of Punhoon wine of love she has Sipped,
He who drinks a draught of it is tormented more by thirst.

Those who drank from Beloved's Beauty's expanse,
Were so seized with love and longing,
That even in mid-stream, their thirst unquenched remained.

Even id yearning grilled her, Sassui would still yearn,
Sassui has drink cupfuls of Punhoon's love,
But her craving is not satisfied,
Move one drinks these waters, more intense becomes one's thirst.